Godslayer: After the Seraph rejected me, I ascended directly to the highest godhood.

“Garuda, the prophecy of Brahma has given us guidance. This time, you and Olympus will join forces to weaken the strength of Great Xia.”

The towering top of the temple radiates a brilliant light, and the divine thoughts emanating from it reach the ears of the Indian deity 'Garuda'.

Suddenly, a giant, dark red bird flapped its wings and soared into the sky, its massive body casting a large shadow over the ground.

It respectfully bowed to the temple of the gods, "obeying the guidance of destiny."

Then, it turned to face the direction of Great Xia, its pair of dark eyes gleaming as if piercing through the endless void and landing on the border of Great Xia.

Whoosh!

In an instant, its dark red wings fluttered, carrying a violent gust of wind, and it disappeared in front of the temple.

……

In Japanese circles, it's called "Pure Land."

"Jiang Er, is it finished?"

The boy's clear voice echoed in the room.

A moment later, Jiang Er floated out of the void in spirit form and nodded to the boy.

Using the radio, she slowly spoke: "Once all the divine messengers leave the Pure Land, I can activate the hidden program and take control of the Pure Land."

Dressed in white, An Qingyu, who was adjusting her glasses, nodded slightly. "Besides the God-Making Project, are there any other secrets in the Pure Land's database?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Er shook her head. "I didn't find anything."

An Qingyu frowned, feeling puzzled.

Now that 'Yuri Takishiro' from the God-Making Project has been taken away by Eno, the top combat power of the Pure Land is gone.

But where did those divine messengers get their confidence two months ago, that they had the leverage to negotiate with Jiang Ye?

No, something's definitely wrong.

Yuri Takishiro may not be the Oracle's trump card; the Pure Land may still be hiding a terrifying existence that can rival the limits of humanity.

Could it be... God?

An Qingyu's expression grew increasingly solemn as she thought about it.

At this moment, Jiang Er suddenly spoke up: "By the way, Qingyu, I made a discovery while scanning all the data databases of the Pure Land."

An Qingyu's eyes lit up, and she quickly asked, "What did you find?"

“An ancient parchment scroll records that the divine messengers of the Pure Land are merely representatives of divine authority, that is, messengers of divine authority.”

Jiang Er's rustling voice came over, "When all the divine messengers die, it will anger the gods and bring down divine punishment."

Upon hearing this, An Qingyu suddenly realized that it aligned with his own thoughts.

A slight smile played on his lips. "I think I know the oracle's trump card now."

Meanwhile, in the Pure Land Laboratory.

"The calamity of war has found a breach and is exploring the dangers of the outside world. The divine oracle we have prepared for many years has finally put our army to use."

The divine messenger, witnessing the disease and disaster, burst into laughter.

"Don't be too happy yet. Don't forget that we haven't resolved our internal problems yet, and that more and more strange creatures have been appearing recently."

At this moment, the yellow-robed oracle poured cold water down the channel.

Now that they've found a way out of this human circle, they need to solve the problems at home first; they understand the principle that to fight external threats, they must first secure their own territory.

Moreover, the threat to the Japanese community now is not just the "ultimately heinous" wanted criminals, but also the strange monsters that have inexplicably appeared recently.

Crime was also soaring in cities across the country, but fortunately these divine messengers were there to suppress it, otherwise the human world would have been in chaos in a few months.

"Disease and disaster, have you figured out what exactly causes people to go mad?"

Bingzai shook his head. "That thing is too bizarre. Once infected by it, you will first lose control of your emotions, and then you will start to kill each other or even harm yourself."

The yellow-robed oracle frowned, remained silent for a while, and then sighed, "Let's leave that aside for now. Tonight, you and Jingzai will come with me to talk to the wanted criminal Kitagawa No."

The oracle was shocked. "Both the Fire and Hell oracles are dealing with monsters in various parts of the human realm. If we all go, then there will be no one left in the Pure Land."

“Those wanted criminals have made this place their home; it doesn’t matter whether there’s anyone here or not.”

The yellow-robed oracle spoke with a tone tinged with anger.

After thinking about it, Bingzai realized that what he said made sense, so he nodded.

……

Nighttime, Osaka Kurogiri Club.

"Sister Jialan, I really have no money left. Qiye is now a top host in Japan. It would be good if my meager funds could last for two months."

Baili Pangpang was grabbed by the collar by Jialan and quickly begged for mercy.

Seven Nights, too, insisted on becoming a male escort, and even became one of the top ones.

The cost for one night is as high as 1000 million yen.

Would Jialan agree to let Qiye spend time with other girls? Absolutely not!

So Jialan set his sights on Baili Pangpang, who had just woken up, and forced him to lend her money.

If I don't lend it, then my fists will be the hardest...

It took Baili Pangpang selling over a hundred expensive Rolexes to maintain Jialan's relationship with Qiye for two months.

This also turned Sister Jialan into the Black Phoenix Club, the number one richest woman in the "Asaba Seven Nights" club, who booked out the entire club for Seven Nights every night.

That's an inhuman amount of money they're throwing around!

Even the young master Baili Pangpang, who spent money like water back then, had never been this crazy.

But in the end, it was Garan who booked the entire venue. Instead, after chatting with Garan for a few minutes, Qiye would go to Jiangye to discuss the plan to destroy the Pure Land and gather the Nine Blades of Calamity.

Even so, Sister Jialan was still enjoying it immensely and had become addicted to it!

"That's all? You can sell your Rolex too. Lend me a little more, just a little bit, otherwise Qiye will have to spend the night with other women."

Jialan grabbed Baili Pangpang's wrist, staring at the gleaming gold Rolex with shining eyes.

Baili Pangpang struggled to break free, but was held tightly by Jialan. "Sister Jialan, this is my last Rolex. I can't sell it anymore."

"If I keep selling, my family will really become an ordinary... impoverished household."

He was on the verge of tears.

"Oh, it's alright, it's not like I'm not going to pay you back. We'll definitely pay you back when we get back to Daxia, thank you."

In no time, Jialan took the last Rolex from Baili Pangpang's hand and then went to find Youli Heizhe.

"No, no, this is my last Rolex." Baili Pangpang collapsed to the ground, reaching out to look at Jialan who had walked away, feeling extremely distressed.

On the second floor, behind the bar, the neon lights exude an irresistible allure.

Jialan, dressed in a blue Hanfu, slowly walked towards the bar, where a man in a sequined suit with a rose tucked into his lapels stood.

“Miss Jialan, now Qiye is a top-tier male escort, he costs a Rolex for a whole night.” Yuri Kuroko saw Jialan coming again and couldn’t help but show a shrewd businessman’s smile, but his voice was very gentle.

Snapped!

Galanhao heartlessly tossed the gleaming gold Rolex in front of Yuri Heizhe, as if it weren't his own.

She crossed her arms, tilted her head back, and said, "Tonight, all seven nights are on me!"